When I was younger, you never said 'cancer' at full voice ... only in hushed tones so as not to draw any attention to the conversation. 

This is the 7th time I have written my annual reminder to mam-your-grams and each year has its own inspiration. 

On a very recent Virgin flight from JFK to LAX, I found myself engrossed in an episode of Parenthood on NBC. 

It's taken me most of the month to figure out what I wanted to write this year

Everything is being 'pinked' this month (even Eggland's Best Eggs have a little pink ribbon design stamped on the shell)

It's that time of year again:  the anniversary of my treatment for breast cancer - THREE YEARS ago! 

As I bought my pink handled Henkel knives this weekend and stocked up on pretty boxes of pink Special K and cans of pink Campbell's soup

One year ago today I was diagnosed with 'the best possible form of breast cancer'. 

The weekend before my surgery, "the birthday club" jetted to Kansas City for my friend, Cameron's, birthday.